[Slothy]

It's already been 5 years sice 9/11 when 3 planes crashed into there designated targets (1 plane never reached the target). more than 3,000 people were perished during the attack. Many ppl were asking this important question. Where were you in the events in 9/11?

I was playing some games and looking at the internet at my house. When i heard about it, i looked at the television and it was the sight i will never forget. 2 planes actually crashing on the Twin towers, causing it to collapse.

So where were u in the events of 9/11?

[Res]

I was back in my room. About to start my schoolwork (Since I was homeschooled during that time.).

My mother is in the front foyer of the house, and she screams "Oh my God!!" And I went running up the hallway.

I look at the small TV screen and see a building on fire. My first reaction was "Cool! A building on fire!" Then I read the headlines, where it said "Terrorist Attack on the Twin Towers". Then I thought to myself "Oh {expletive hax0rd by Cspace}."

So we wach for a while... The second plane hits, and my stomach wrenches, as I could only imagine what was happening at the time. I watched more.

It was like a train wreck, to be honest. There was no part of me that wanted to watch, but I couldn't stop. The first tower fell, and I ran back to my room. I grabbed my little green journal and jotted down the time and date.

Sometime-in-the-pre-noon. Tuesday, September 11th. The twin towers have been attacked by terrorists, and I am scared to death.

For the rest of the day, I was completely blank. I could show no expressions at all as I watched the loop rolls of the collapse on the news. TV stations were shut down, and I got out of homeschool. Every time I think about what happened, my mind runs through it and I (Sadly enough) try to imagine what it was like for those people.

With every small reminder of what happened, my heart goes out to the men, women, and children who lost someone they loved in that attack. 9/11 will always be a date nobody who lived through it will forget.

..Yeah.

[Snowy]

Celebrating my best friend's birthday. His name is Damien.

[Bodom]

Dunno, aint really bothered about what i wsa doing tbh

[Dragonman]

I was in school, and when we lined up after lunch to go back to class the teachers told us what happened. I, along with probably many of the other kids, didn't really understand much of it (especially the seriousness). Then they kept the TV's on for the rest of the school day. The next day one of my teachers was crying during class when the subject got brought, because she had a friend(s) that got killed in the attack. =\

[Neraphym]

I was in spanish class when the principal came on the PA and announced that a plane had crashed into one of the towers. My teacher turned the TV on just in time for me to see the second one hit. I remember thinking "eh, if that's video footage of the plane hitting the building, why is the other one already on fire, too?" I went to a few classes after that, then my mom came and got me after the 4th plane crashed right near us in Pennsylvania. I went home and watched the news the rest of the day, falling in and out of sleep. I remember thinking "this is gonna end in a nuke." I still stand by that.

[Phieta]

It was like a train wreck, to be honest. There was no part of me that wanted to watch, but I couldn't stop. The first tower fell, and I ran back to my room. I grabbed my little green journal and jotted down the time and date.

Sometime-in-the-pre-noon. Tuesday, September 11th. The twin towers have been attacked by terrorists, and I am scared to death.

For the rest of the day, I was completely blank. I could show no expressions at all as I watched the loop rolls of the collapse on the news.

I was reading an article earlier today about the increased focus on security and safety in skyscrapers post-9/11... it made an interesting point about that... how the terrorists used planes (a major symbol of modernity) to attack skyscrapers (another major symbol of modernity), and had their statement instantly and endlessly spread to the masses via the electronic media (a third major symbol of modernity). "Fiendishly clever" was the wording the writer used. I agree.

So where was I? I was in bed. (Keep in mind I'm in California; the attacks were around 6:00 AM our time.) My mom woke me up after the second tower was hit. We left the TV on while I was getting ready to go and talked about it on the way to school. Once I got to school, everyone was talking about it, rumors were spreading, etc. I think we discussed it in social studies. But it wasn't a major issue.

I, along with probably many of the other kids, didn't really understand much of it (especially the seriousness).

Same. People are like "WTF" when I say 9/11 didn't really affect me. Should it have? I didn't know any of the people that died. I'd never met them; I'd never even heard of them. That that many people — innocents, even — were killed is incredibly sad, yes, but it wasn't personal to me.

A few months later, our school principal (who was awesome, btw) passed away after a long battle with cancer. Classes were cancelled for the day and everyone just kind of walked around quiety. That? That upset me. That was personal.

[Daryl C]

I was at home watching the morning news with my family before school. They said that a plane had crashed into one of the world trade centers but didn't think much of it. "Sure people would have been killed at that point but they are going to put this out for sure." Then all of a sudden I was watching live TV as the second plane crashes into the other world trade center and I'm thinking oh crap....there is something going on here. Anyways I was contemplating whether to go to class or stay home and watch the news but I ended up at school since I had a test to write.

After the test was done the teacher gave me an updated news story printed from the web but didn't hold much more information. When we headed out to lunch I heard rumors that both towers collapsed and that the pentagon had been hit. I didn't believe that when I heard it, not until I got home and saw it for myself.

Crazy day

[Unrealblight]

Gosh, I know I'm we're going to have this at school, so hears my rough draft (I don't mean I've written it, but you get the idea...) :

I'll never forget where I was when it happened, it like when pearl harbor was attacked, when USA bombed Japan, it's a heart-wrenching moment that goes with you for the rest of your life.

I was at school of course, and my math class had just ended, and my 5th grade elementary teacher had just let me, and a girl to go to our GT (Gifted and Talented, basically a special class for students who are ahead of everyone else, I toke a different math class from most kids at my school with 4th graders when I was in 3rd grade, and we had this program where we'd spent all year getting all the "objectives" for that year, and we toke test after test, basically we'd finish a test, fill out the scan-tron, give the paper to the teachers , wash, rinse, and repeat. Let's just say, I finished not only before every 4th and 5th grader, I finished in 1/4 of the quickest recorded time for the school, go figure... ANYWAYS! that's why I was in there (I get side-tracked too much...)) class, and we had to walk from the middle of the school, to the edge of the school, and then we walked into library, and the librarian had the TV and Radio on, I stopped to tie my shoelaces, and the girl went into the classroom right next to the library, when I got up, the librarian practically screamed (and she's the SHH!!!!!! type..) after getting on my knees because I fell in shock, I looked at the TV, and sat right down on the floor, I was motionless for nearly 15 minutes, even after my GT teacher came out and tried to drag me to class. I got up, ran into the classroom, yelled at them to go to the library, and I raced to the office. I told him to turn his TV to the news, and both of us just sat there staring. After a while, he went to the PA control system and told all the teachers to turn the TV to the news and for the classes in the portables to go to the cafeteria. After the portable classes were in the cafeteria, and what once was a insanely loud school, which got complaints from the neighbors daily, was eerily quiet. It seemed so unreal (HAH! Unreal...yeah, anyways...), I walked up, went to the bath room and splashed water into my eyes, I wanted to wake up and be in my room again. After that didn't work, I (Yes purposely, don't criticise me!) smashed my head again the door. I was so mad, sad, confused, and disoriented that I couldn't think properly, I had to go somewhere, I ran away from the school and went to my friend's house and hid in his tree house, I stayed there for what seemed like a month, I had it all planned out, I would just stay here for a night, and when I wake it, this horrible nightmare would be all over. If for some cruel reason it stayed as such, then I would run away, I would leave San Antonio, and I would grow up in the outskirts of town, and once I was old enough, I'd go all over the world trying to find whoever did that, and I'd kill them, slowly and painfully, but first i'd kill their family, friends, anyone who cared about them, and have them see how it feels to know the your fellow countrymen and family died, just because some person who you knew nothing about, killed them all. I had my whole life re-arranged for one reason; some piece of {expletive hax0rd by Cspace} killed both of my friend's parents.




An hour or so later after I had all of it cleared up, I just had to run back into school, and hope I could catch up with the kids leaving the GT class, and no one would know I'd left and changed my life forever. But, when I came back, I found all the kids still watching the news, and a kid from my class turned to me and told me, two more planes have hit, one of the hit the other tower. I felt utterly sick to my stomach, and I almost fainted. The teachers ended all circulum for that day, and we just stayed in our classes for the rest of the day. Most kids were picked up by their parents, and we all left school the way we'd normally did.

Needless to say, I've changed my plan from 5 years ago, but once every one's locked up, you'll see me running around the streets ASAP, finally relived

[©allum]

I came home from school and turned on the TV to watch cartoons. Same thing on every channel, some building on fire. I was pretty pissed off, because I liked my cartoons, and they weren't on. My mum came in and started to watch. I watched for a little while longer and saw the second plane hit.

Didn't really care or understand at the time.

[Darkness]

Gosh, I know I'm we're going to have this at school, so hears my rough draft (I don't mean I've written it, but you get the idea...) :

I'll never forget where I was when it happened, it like when pearl harbor was attacked, when USA bombed Japan, it's a heart-wrenching moment that goes with you for the rest of your life.

I was at school of course, and my math class had just ended, and my 5th grade elementary teacher had just let me, and a girl to go to our GT (Gifted and Talented, basically a special class for students who are ahead of everyone else, I toke a different math class from most kids at my school with 4th graders when I was in 3rd grade, and we had this program where we'd spent all year getting all the "objectives" for that year, and we toke test after test, basically we'd finish a test, fill out the scan-tron, give the paper to the teachers , wash, rinse, and repeat. Let's just say, I finished not only before every 4th and 5th grader, I finished in 1/4 of the quickest recorded time for the school, go figure... ANYWAYS! that's why I was in there (I get side-tracked too much...)) class, and we had to walk from the middle of the school, to the edge of the school, and then we walked into library, and the librarian had the TV and Radio on, I stopped to tie my shoelaces, and the girl went into the classroom right next to the library, when I got up, the librarian practically screamed (and she's the SHH!!!!!! type..) after getting on my knees because I fell in shock, I looked at the TV, and sat right down on the floor, I was motionless for nearly 15 minutes, even after my GT teacher came out and tried to drag me to class. I got up, ran into the classroom, yelled at them to go to the library, and I raced to the office. I told him to turn his TV to the news, and both of us just sat there staring. After a while, he went to the PA control system and told all the teachers to turn the TV to the news and for the classes in the portables to go to the cafeteria. After the portable classes were in the cafeteria, and what once was a insanely loud school, which got complaints from the neighbors daily, was eerily quiet. It seemed so unreal (HAH! Unreal...yeah, anyways...), I walked up, went to the bath room and splashed water into my eyes, I wanted to wake up and be in my room again. After that didn't work, I (Yes purposely, don't criticise me!) smashed my head again the door. I was so mad, sad, confused, and disoriented that I couldn't think properly, I had to go somewhere, I ran away from the school and went to my friend's house and hid in his tree house, I stayed there for what seemed like a month, I had it all planned out, I would just stay here for a night, and when I wake it, this horrible nightmare would be all over. If for some cruel reason it stayed as such, then I would run away, I would leave San Antonio, and I would grow up in the outskirts of town, and once I was old enough, I'd go all over the world trying to find whoever did that, and I'd kill them, slowly and painfully, but first i'd kill their family, friends, anyone who cared about them, and have them see how it feels to know the your fellow countrymen and family died, just because some person who you knew nothing about, killed them all. I had my whole life re-arranged for one reason; some piece of {expletive hax0rd by Cspace} killed both of my friend's parents.




An hour or so later after I had all of it cleared up, I just had to run back into school, and hope I could catch up with the kids leaving the GT class, and no one would know I'd left and changed my life forever. But, when I came back, I found all the kids still watching the news, and a kid from my class turned to me and told me, two more planes have hit, one of the hit the other tower. I felt utterly sick to my stomach, and I almost fainted. The teachers ended all circulum for that day, and we just stayed in our classes for the rest of the day. Most kids were picked up by their parents, and we all left school the way we'd normally did.

Needless to say, I've changed my plan from 5 years ago, but once every one's locked up, you'll see me running around the streets ASAP, finally relived

Nice paragraph structure.


I guess I was the same as Phieta, doesn't really affect us that much since we're way over on the west coast XD

[Phieta]

I guess I was the same as Phieta, doesn't really affect us that much since we're way over on the west coast XD

I didn't mention it because that was why it didn't affect me; I meant that's why I was still in bed at ~9 AM (Eastern time).

[Nazē.]

:withstupids: Wasn't really personal when I did understand what had happened. But it -is- sad, tragic, yeah.

Err... I was in India at the time. o.O So, erm, I didn't even -know- what the building that was all over the news was. xD And it probably didn't help that I was... 9. So I didn't understand the importance of it or anything.

[Red Sentinel]

Hmm..

It was during the last class that day, at school. The teacher announced that a plane had hit one of the towers and that we could go on the web and watch it.

Then, when I came home I ate dinner in front of my TV, just in time to see #2 and #3 hit.

[Charlie]

And it probably didn't help that I was... 9. So I didn't understand the importance of it or anything.

But now I think about it 5 years on I realise how serious, important etc it was.

I think I was in Maths when it happened *Sad enough to remember timetable* and I heard about it when I got home. My Mum and Dad were watching it on TV. I watched some of it, but yeah as I said, didn't really understand.